My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 478 - 472: Burning Martial Twenty-First Rank!

Strictly speaking, the news conference wasn’t held within the Grass Hut Academy itself but in a dedicated venue adjacent to the academy’s premises.

Although the Extraordinary Era has only arrived for less than a year, academic societies across the country have developed rapidly, with the Grass Hut Academy being a standout among them.

Many members, upon joining the academy, immediately had dedicated caravans allocated by the state around the academy premises, with some even bringing their families to live nearby, gradually forming "academic society residential areas".

The venue for the news conference was about four hundred meters southeast of this academic society area, not particularly large, but easily accommodating seven to eight hundred people.

At this moment, journalists from all over the country swarmed in, gathering at the venue.

Although the average quality of this group is quite good, with so many people, it seemed noisy and chaotic.

The entire venue was packed with people, bustling with activity, the noise so constant that it was hard to hear what those beside you were saying.

"Today, we can finally see the Prophet himself! I’ve heard of him for a long time but never seen him, which I’ve always regretted. Today, I can finally see him!"

"It’s a pity this work pass only allows one person, or else I could’ve brought my daughter. She’s always talking about the Prophet, my ears are almost worn out!"

"That’s still good. My sister is truly annoying, going on and on about Brother Ran, short and long. I felt like if I didn’t come, I’d end up giving her a good beating — she’s like this and thinks she’s fit to be a fan of the Prophet? Isn’t she just bringing bad press to my Ran God?"

"...You siblings have a good relationship. My elder brother is literally a fanboy, always wearing his knock-off, low-budget Prophet Spiritual Armor, trying to cosplay my Ran Baby, not even looking at his own dog-like behavior, ugh! I’m so grossed out I can’t eat! I’ve lost several pounds recently!"

"Hold on! Are you talking about the black coat with silver edges and a flame lining? Does it come with the Prophet’s ’Molten Dragon’ saber? Where did you buy it?"

"No, self-produced and self-sold. But... Molten Dragon Saber? The Prophet’s Tang Blade didn’t have a name, right?"

"We have to name it something powerful and majestic to befit Ran God’s title! Otherwise, what? ’Ran God’s Exclusive Tang Blade’? Feels a bit lacking in style."

"Stop babbling! The Prophet has arrived!"

The entire venue quickly quieted down.

Even though the venue was packed with journalists, the atmosphere was eerily silent.

To be precise, Ma Ran did not actually arrive at the venue.

Only Su Qiangwei arrived at the venue.

However, at this moment, she was holding a large pink balloon in her hand.

Seeing this familiar scene, many quickly realized what was happening.

The venue burst into another uproar.

"I don’t see Ran Baby either! Who’s spreading false information? Bring them out for punishment!"

"Fake fans can leave the group, you’re embarrassing us."

"Hey! Why am I a fake fan? I’ve been following my Ran Baby since the Lotus City Demon Mountain battle! I’m more qualified than most here!"

"Heard of the A3 District incident? Heard of the perfect Academic Ability test? If not, don’t get too excited, you fake fan!"

"Alright... Let me explain—see that balloon in Martial God’s hand? What’s inside should be the Prophet’s Star Power Incarnation! After the Busan trip and the Chuanke Civilization invasion, Extreme Cold and the Prophet have collaborated like this before."

Su Qiangwei, with a calm expression, walked unhurriedly to the stage and snapped her fingers.

Pop!

The pink balloon popped, and starlight surged forth!

The entire venue seemed to dim for a moment, the ceiling transforming into a brilliant starry sky, mesmerizing everyone.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw spots of starlight gradually condensing into the form of a human teenager.

With black and white short hair, eyes like jet black jade with a hint of faint purple, dressed in the casual uniform of the Grass Hut Academy, calm demeanor—it was none other than the Prophet Ma Ran.

"Hello everyone, what you see now is my Star Power Incarnation, which you can consider as ’a single thought of mine’."

"Now, please try to remain quiet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the venue was utterly silent, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Ma Ran’s lips curled slightly into a smile, saying, "Thank you for your cooperation."

"Regarding the burning of Pluto and the disappearance of the God of Slaughter..."

"As speculated by many on the Earth Super Forum, it was the work of me and the Martial God."

"Details will be explained later by Extreme Cold Li Xing and Author Dong Huaiming."

"I specifically came today to give you all a heads-up."

At this point, Ma Ran’s tone turned serious: "The God of Slaughter is not a human but a true deity. Even if I’ve shattered its physical body and torn its soul, it can still resurrect."

"When actually battling it, I realized the reality was completely different from what I foresaw with my prophetic ability."

"The God of Slaughter demonstrated even greater power."

At this point, Ma Ran sighed deeply, "It was a life-and-death, dragging-out battle."

"In the end, even Pluto itself ignited and burned."

"Some might wonder why, after several days since Pluto’s extinction, we’re only now holding a news conference?"

"Because during the battle with the God of Slaughter, both the Martial God and I were grievously injured and struggled to recover."

"Even after all these days, we’re not fully healed."

"If at that time on Pluto, it had been only me facing the God of Slaughter, perhaps you wouldn’t be seeing me here today."

"Here, I must thank the Martial God."

"It was she who saved me at a critical moment from the God of Slaughter, working together with perfect synergy, unleashing a battle power greater than the sum of its parts, ultimately defeating the God of Slaughter and shattering its divine format."

Hearing this, Su Qiangwei’s eye slightly twitched, yet she tried hard to keep a straight face, expressionless, with a high and cold demeanor.

Ma Ran, this guy...

Has turned bad!

He can spout such nonsense so effortlessly!

What does he mean by ’life-and-death, dragging-out battle’?

What does he mean by ’grievously injured and struggling to recover’?

If the slain God of Slaughter could hear this, it probably wouldn’t rest peacefully in the Yellow Springs Netherworld!

Judging by Ma Ran’s tone and expression...

It seemed so convincing!

His wary demeanor, not at all like acting, combined with the mix of lingering fear, determination, and courage in his eyes, was simply perfect!

This alone helps journalists on-site conjure up the image of an immensely powerful deity!

Even...

If not for a superpower known as Myriad Transformations called Horse-Riding Stele Viewing, Su Qiangwei having a photographic memory allowing her to easily recall every detail of her life, she might actually have been swayed.

The young woman’s complex emotions led her to close her eyes slowly, with a bit of existential doubt.

Su Qiangwei suddenly felt a slight sense of guilt, thinking to herself: "Could it be... I led Ma Ran astray?"

Previously, while Ma Ran liked to show off, he didn’t lie so blatantly...

However, Master Qiangwei felt responsibility and obligation to keep this secret for her closest comrade.

After all, Ma Xiansheng’s globally recognized persona is one who keeps promises and never lies.

Since he said so, he surely had deeper reasons.

As for the specific reasons, Ma Ran didn’t say, and she was too lazy to think deeply.

Mental exertion is so exhausting!

Why not eat some snacks instead? Aren’t they tasty?

Su Qiangwei’s tightly closed eyes, from the perspective of others, confirmed the strength of the God of Slaughter.

People felt a bit uneasy.

It was the first time in recent memory that people felt "Earth’s combat power is insufficient".

Turns out...

Even top-tier Extraordinary beings like the Prophet and Martial God aren’t invincible!

Even facing two against one, they could only barely achieve a hard-won victory!

Fortunately, a moment later, Ma Ran provided an explanation.

"After the battle on Pluto, I realized I shouldn’t overly rely on prophecy."

"Some of the truly top-tier strong beings carry countless possibilities for the future."

"One thought from them creates a whole new future."

"Even with my brainpower, I can’t account for every intricacy among those trillions of possibilities."

"So..."

"Reflecting on the lessons learned, I finally pushed the ’Burning Martial’ system to the twenty-first rank."